Liao Xiaohui officially joined the Wufeng Group, and Yang Xie offered her a high salary.

After all, Liao Xiaohui has extremely rich work experience and is pretty good-looking. Although her style is a bit outrageous, as a manager of the public relations department, their appearance is naturally one of their assets. Sometimes if you want business, you need to make necessary sacrifices.

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Yang Xie's request surprised Liao Xiaohui. Her previous company asked her to work hard to take orders, and even hinted that as long as the customer asked, she would still accompany her when she should. Although Liao Xiaohui did not exclude friendly competitions, for this kind of pure exchange of interests,

She was extremely disgusted, so she quit her job and looked for another way out.

Is my own bottom line the bottom line of Wufeng Group?

Liao Xiaohui's eyes were shining brightly. If Mr. Yang was of the same mind, wouldn't such a company be exactly what he had dreamed of?

Yang Xie did not stay in the Wufeng Group for too long. He left after deciding on Liao Xiaohui's position. He did not go back to school and went directly to the Black Flame Gang.

Yang Xie still found Zeng Dafa at Haima Nightclub. He had already found all the medicinal materials and selected the candidates. He contacted Yang Xie yesterday, so Yang Xie came here today.

Seeing twenty young men standing in a row, Yang Xie nodded and said, "I won't say nonsense. From today on, you will be the sharp blade of the Black Flame Gang. Are you confident?"

"Yes!" These people had already received Song Tingtang's instructions, and they roared quite loudly. They were all eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were full of energy. They attached great importance to such an opportunity to get ahead. After all, the so-called Blade Team was quite powerful.

As for the red sticks in other gangs...

At Yang Xie's signal, Song Tingtang dropped several wooden sticks that he had prepared on the ground with a heavy sound. Everyone looked at these wooden sticks with curiosity. Isn't this what they usually use for group battles?

Is it a weapon at the time? A solid wooden stick, you can hit it accurately...

"May I have your name?"

Yang Xie called out a young man in the middle with a smile on his face. The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked energetic.

"Mr. Yang, just call me Gangzi."

Yang Xie's status in the Black Flame Gang is transcendent, so Zeng Dafa simply asked these juniors to call him Mr. Yang. However, everyone knows that Yang Xie is actually the master of the Black Flame Gang, but no one has any extreme reaction.

, after all, the news that Yang Xie fought alone against Niu Tianxin's armed men had already been deliberately leaked by Zeng Dafa.

The low-level gangsters in the gang especially worship the strong, so these twenty guys naturally worshiped Yang Xie to the point of admiration.

"See if these sticks are similar to the ones you usually use?"

Gangzi walked forward obediently, weighed it carefully, knocked it on the floor, and said, "They are the same. These are the ones Hall Master Song used a few days ago."

Yang Xie glanced sideways at Song Tingtang, who grinned: "I went to sweep up some scattered gangs a few days ago."

Yang Xie nodded, stood there casually, and said: "Gangzi, come on me."

Gangzi was stunned and his eyes widened in surprise. Song Tingtang immediately shouted: "What a fool, you will hit me when Mr. Yang tells you to. Do you think you can hurt Mr. Yang at your level? Mr. Yang

It’s not like you’re stupid!”

Yang Xie: "..."

Gangzi picked up the stick, he was afraid that if he said a few more words, Hall Master Song would say something even weirder, which would cause great embarrassment...

Gritting his teeth, Gangzi directly hit the wooden stick on Yang Xie's back. He heard a bang, and Gangzi was shocked and took a few steps back. Yang Xie turned around, feeling helpless. He practiced Chaos Tyrant

In the physical exercise, I originally wanted Gangzi to hit the stick hard and break it to scare these people, but who knew that Gangzi's strength was not enough...

Yang Xie simply picked up the stick on the ground, formed a knife, and chopped it down. The stick was cut into two pieces, and Yang Xie broke it and threw it aside.

"What I want to say is that as long as you work hard, you can do it!"

Looking at the stunned people, Yang Xie dropped such a sentence lightly, but it was much more shocking than shouting a hundred slogans.

After dismissing everyone, Yang Xie called Song Tingtang into the office. Song Tingtang's eyes looked at Yang Xie with luster: "Mr. Yang, are you practicing the Golden Bell Cover?"

Yang Xie couldn't help but laugh. Stupid humans only know about the Golden Bell Shield, but it's hard to explain it to an old man like Song Tingtang. How could he know what the Chaos Overlord Body Art is?

"Absolutely, Lao Song, you also know that I still have to pick up girls. I don't have much time, so I can't teach so many people step by step, so I will only teach you one, and you can teach them what you have learned."

Song Tingtang nodded solemnly and said: "Mr. Yang, is it the same as what is said in the novel, and it cannot be spread to outsiders?"

"Yes, you also read novels?" Yang Xie looked curious. Song Tingtang is so old, but he still reads novels?

Song Tingtang nodded and sighed: "Let's keep pace with the times."

Yang Xie laughed dumbly and took out a booklet from his pocket. This was another skill he took out from "Demon Temple", called "Tao Demon Golden Body Jue". These are just the first level of skills.

Naturally, it was impossible to impart the power to these people with the consciousness of vm, so Yang Xie could only work hard and copy it manually.

"Old Song, practice hard and you can do it." Yang Xie said with a smile. Song Tingtang was quite to his liking, so Yang Xie didn't mind making him stronger.

Song Tingtang nodded vigorously and looked at the booklet with a solemn expression.

Yang Xie left the Haima Nightclub after giving some instructions. The Black Flame Gang still needs to grow up, so it will not be of much benefit to him for the time being. When these twenty young men grow up, they will not be far away from sweeping the entire Rongcheng City.

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Yang Xie returned to the dormitory. There was no one in the dormitory, but the dormitory next door was full of fun, and occasionally Guo Qiming's laughter could be heard.

Yang Xie slipped over and saw Guo Qiming bragging with the two people in the dormitory next door. It was hard for him. Lu Dejin ran to the hospital every day, and Li Shenghua and Ling Wei were tired of being together all day long.

Of course, Guo Qiming was the only one doing nothing, which caused him to mingle with everyone in the other dormitories.

"Oh, I think I was also a top figure in high school, but I was too young and ignorant." Liu Chenchen shook his head and sighed, "One time after evening self-study, there was a beautiful girl in the class walking with me on the roadside.

After drinking the juice, she actually said she was drunk and asked me to take her home, do you know what I said?"

"How to say?"

"I said, are you kidding me? You can get drunk even if you drink juice? Go home quickly, don't delay my study..."

Guo Mintie also sighed: "Who says it's not the case? After the college entrance examination, someone suggested going to a karaoke after dinner, but my ex-girlfriend from high school said she didn't want to go and was tired. She wanted to go home and asked me to see her off. Damn it.

Yes, I wanted to sing karaoke, so I took a taxi and sent her to the door of her community. I didn’t even get out of the car, and then I went back to the place where karaoke was held. She had been singing karaoke all night. Now that I think about it, she’s dead.

I have my heart..."

The three of them sighed together again.

Finally, Guo Qiming said quietly: "The day before yesterday, I met a female netizen and drank some wine together. The female netizen told me that she was very happy after drinking and wanted to sleep on my shoulder at night. She leaned over me while talking, and I said it on the spot.

I was so anxious that I slapped him in the face. Mad, I told you that there would be three boxes of wine, and whoever poured it would pay the bill. Now that you regret it and want to eat the King's meal, you are seeking death, right?"

Yang Xie: "..."

Well, the IQ of those years...
Chapter completed!